I woke up this morning,โ Gabriel said, โthinking of nothing more than rolling over and pulling you into my arms and kissing you again. Kissing: only kissing. As if I were a green boy of fourteen. In case you donโt realize it, Kate, kissing is not a manโs usual inclination in the morning.
Eloisa JamesIf you throw me out of this house, I shall sleep on the path outside. If you return to the Continent without me, I shall follow you. I will build a willow hut at your gate; I will sleep under your window; I will be waiting for you at your own front door.
Eloisa James